He waved dismissively, "Go ahead, it's up to you." He turned away with a hint of melancholy.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Magnus turned to leave.
On the third floor, Magnus pushed open the door to his bedroom to see the girl still waiting for him by the bed. Upon seeing him enter, she immediately got up to push his wheelchair.
"Why are you still awake?" He asked softly, looking at her tired face.
"I was waiting for you to come back." Natalia replied, then blushed, realizing how it sounded. What she meant was that she was waiting to help him bathe and go to bed, not anything else.
At her words, Magnus chuckled softly, "Waiting for me to come back and sleep together?"
Natalia looked blankly at him laughing, her captivating eyes locked onto him.
She quickly lowered her head, her heart skipping a beat. "Magnus, I've prepared the bath for you. You should go ahead." He didn't mention that matter, and Natalia didn't ask about it.
She wheeled him into the bathroom, turned to leave, but her wrist was caught in his grasp. "Let’s bathe together. How am I supposed to btake a bath if you don't help me?"
Natalia blushed at his words. On the island, she had never helped him bathe. He had always done it himself. But now, here, he wanted her to help him, even suggesting they bathe together.
"No, you go first."
"Take a bath together. The servants outside are watching. If you don't take care of me properly, Grandpa will get even angrier. Do you want the Clarkson family to disappear from Melfort?" He released her hand slightly.
Natalia froze, hurriedly grasping his hand. "Magnus, all of this is not my father's fault. Please don't blame him. It was my mother and Kendra who forced me into this. Since you already know that I'm an imposter and not worthy of being your wife, I can work as a maid and take care of you, so please don't take it out on my father." She tightened her grip on the man's hand, her panicked look tinged with pleading.
He stared intensely at her, "If you don't want me to vent my anger on your father, then behave and help me undress to bathe." He had never thought of having her as a maid.
Natalia bit her lip, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. He watched her trembling hands, suddenly pulling her onto his lap.
Before Natalia could react, she was already sitting on his lap, her vision darkened as his warm lips met hers.
He forcefully sucked on her lips, causing Natalia to wince in pain. She cried out, and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, capturing her small tongue and sucking on it hungrily.
Natalia began to tremble, his presence overwhelming her senses. His large hand held the back of her head, the other around her slender waist, kissing her without restraint. The sweetness of her lips made it impossible for him to stop, her sweet scent filling his nostrils. His hand uncontrollably slipped under her clothes.
Natalia let out a "hmmm" and started to struggle, but she suddenly felt something hard under her buttocks. It grew bigger and hotter as it pressed against her ass. She writhed in his arms, rubbing against him.
"Stop moving!" He growled. If she kept moving like this, he wasn't sure if he could control himself.
Natalia instantly froze, sitting on his lap, allowing his arousal to press dangerously against her.
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